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caught me by surprise in my brand new whip, baby
Peep me in the scope, if I'm gone, don't trip, baby
Bringin' back the strong, up to bat, all hits, baby
a woman named Inez
We'd stare out every evening
At the hills of old Jaurez
Inez she'd had a grand daddy who'd owned the dry good store
He'd climb up
Ooh, heartbreak blues, baby
Oh, my first wife, stung the hell Out of me
When I woke up next to her old Kitty-cat kitty
meowing in my face he said
Well,
[Chorus:]
Every once in awhile
You need some ol' skool company
Somebody that appreciates a sexy groove
And a old school melody
When God, his son
brand new shit down the street
Life is a game of chess who plays the best
Is the last one that's laid to rest
I know, you wanna eat good, it ain't hard
plain
Old black extensions
Just a T-shirt about carbon
"I always thought that by the time
I put out a third album, i would want
To come back to natural
Build it right, yeah
It will last for life
So I guess my old man was right
Thanks to him I got a good barn
And a mighty fine wife
And I know they'll both
fuckin' up a good time by snappin' your necks, come on
I just want to celebrate
Like my baby's first steps you heard
I just want to celebrate
Like my first
known by the name of old Johnny Dhu
Of all the trade's that's going,
sure begging is the best
For when a man is tired,
he can sit down and rest
He can beg
a brand new bitch
Got a old bitch mad
Thats a brand new shit
Who chirping my Motorola
Who talking more now she sober
Such & such movie babies by
you some complimentary TDE ski masks
Question, you know how many copies The Matrix sold?
It don't matter, The Matrix old
I double cats, I ask 'em if
his good example
You are being watched by the nation
And you should realize
That you, will satisfy it if you do good
But on the contrary, you do
the first day of a brand new year
There's girls that's rubbing butts around the room
Fellas feeling good cause the gates is boom
Zoom to the doom
married now for a year or more and my old guitar hangs by the door.|That woman of mine says 'hock that Luke' cause your momma dear needs a brand new
the house
Make your mama mad, when I'm fuckin' on the couch
Diggin' through the trash like I'm Oscar the Grouch
Take a bite of a cat, make a pussy say ouch
your cash on them 40oz brews
Now what you gonna do
They say it's never too late to go back to school
They say you're never too old to start brand new
So
[Chorus]
Every once in awhile
You need some ol' skool company
Somebody that appreciates a sexy groove
And a old school melody
When God, his son
wet.
And on certain nights if the moon is right
And you're down by the dark footpath
You can hear three young men screaming
And you can hear that old
contemplating plans
For the next diamond heist
Art thieves and jewel connoisseurs
I study every part of they mind and
Make my rhyme better than yours
Elevated by
Hit the strip no cap to the talent
The mob rolls deep smoke gas by the gallon
Why these broke cats wanna challenge
I popped from the beats not packs
Inspiration, while certainly a state that can be practiced and multiplied, is by definition
Not a constant resource
Exterior influences are probably
need
Old news to us is what's flowing through the needles
Hero's turn to heroin, mayor they're good people
And these deacons reaching out preaching that
a good time by snappin your necks, come on
[Chorus 2: Ghostface Killah (Rare Earth sample)]
(I just want to celebrate) Like my baby's first steps you
nookie sweet
Nookie good enough to eat
I got that new nookie, old nookie
Keep me from your crew nookie
Nookie snap back
Feel like it's brand new nookie
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